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Jewish Jesus

Another cabinet of curiosity
What's your super ability
Where endless are the possibilites 
What's your philosophy
when it comes to Deuteronomy
Does it carry into Timothy
Do you judge with intensity
And when it comes to invincibility
are you armed with infallibility
or caressed with creativity
What's your identity
As it concerns this activity
Must it be immediatly 
and in the immediate vicinity 
Can you preform professionally 
with perpetuity somehow with duplexity
Or are we still plagued with jealousy
Are your claims contradictory
And all we see just a mystery
And what do we gleen simply from history
something unearned by His posterity 
something we learned about super ability

Unwanted Pursue Perfection-

Father help me not to preform 
Help me not try to pursue perfection
Give me instilled instill
Your grand purpose and your direction in Jesus name…
For my protector my protection is my Father God
Always

12/17/22
Written word James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

Insta Glamming

Hordes of numbskulls
ride the ether waving on its waves.
Hi kites twirling upon a digital wind.

Each empty head has but one thought,
a desire to be seen.
Hordes watch, flock to the hand-held stage
leer, laugh, get bored with the show
switch to game mode to fight dragons
with dirty fingernails.

What a grand way to die this is!
Shuffle dancing or
ass's twirking, cute or crass
while the kettle of life boils away
and the body pours
until out of gas.

They must,
they simply must be
in every bodies eye,
Must be noticed
and so they preform, risk all
for a dare.
The audience does not care
they are pictures in a camera,
dancing, fighting, or humping,
busy being
the exhibition of the day
minds far away
chattering to themselves.

Money they want for their play or the
paltry currency
of a less than minor celebrity,
a hope that like any bubble
or party balloon
will pop all too soon.

Then what is left? Only this,
the shriveled skin, the idiotic grin
skid marks on a wasteland of time
where they decline.

Lives of Revalations

the disorder of my conduct is important to be obedient to his word
even i burn bobdy and do not out of love
then perhaps shall understand the word LOve more
cinders Kataunas fiskars blue bonnetts
syemets ginger crumbs masters do i not enoy the outcome
to partake of GOD's Grace is through the demons cup
though i eat and drink the serisnous of the poisons i consume have render my senses useless 
KIlograms balances theaputic sensitivty ulitamtas
LIlli un cummi deshthroes picaldo imkumininum 
polarsadic volomedsiec hunger is obdeincae so I hunger to know the LORD
love hase EVOLvoved into thoundrclasp hinder bid your time wisely
Coming from across seas with wisdom
Ther is no end to the knowledge of GOD
Though unworhty to speak of my Fathers HOLiness i deform into biscups
and angels eat the Love GOD ALLAH once spoke Life
Death wrote its messsage desperate for her attentions
SO he became less than allah sons
Mahommhed I heed your words 
A prophet is with honor in his own country


The islam icasaac in wicked casked i preform
Zenith meets verizons once i become the eveil twin of JOseff i beseech his aide for succour

Creation

Let’s live the original life. 
That of harmony, nature, and sensuality. Let’s talk to plants & chase butterflies. Count the stats in the midnight, though they could never amount to the ones I see in your eyes. Let’s preform the dance of the ancient lovers under the moon lit sky. Bask in the natural water & send our prayers to the almighty. Expand our minds with books, charge our energy with crystals, go on a new adventure with our feet. Let’s create a story so intense tears are already forming in the eyes of the generations that come after us.

Put Your Shoes On

Crows love an audience, not with people but with the gentle folk and others of their own kind .
and if their lucky it would be with jet her self.

My wife has taken to wearing heavy shoes upon my pleading because of the fondness the crows have for her skinny self ,
It doesn’t take a lot to make a crow laugh .

One just has to know what to say or do ,
My wife being such a weedy woman and I suspect part genetically related too the gentle folk anyway,
only has to turn sideways and appears to vanish from their noble view .

this has your average murder in stitches.

I’ll hear a fading squeal of delight as my thin woman is carried up aloft into the branches by and to preform for said murder .
 
I’m the one who has to rope up and retrieve my preforming wife every valiant time , 
if crows can shrug a dismissal ‘then that’s the very thing that greets me for my intrusion when I eventually reach the crown of that great oak 
and then breathlessly exclaim “really “

So that is why 
‘it’s always heavy shoes to be worn outside please (for her ),
as a way of deterring that  ancient 
Black feathered 
Fan base abducting my thin wife ( Again).

Alphabetically Repentive-

ALPHABETICALLY REPENTIVE-


All I want is just another chance
Be it instantly so conceivably
Can I be forgiven even if I preform daily wrongs?
Do I merit such, this much forgiveness?
Every time I sin I call on Him
First my regrets, I confess Lord Jesus I’ve messed up
Give me another chance
Help me to be
I am so very, very, very, sorry
Just need another chance to
Keep in mind
Love is pure this I’m sure
My heart, my soul, my spirit
Never shall I go back on my word, Father…
Oh, my Lord, Oh, my heavenly Father
Please, please forgive me
Quite possible this is my last offering
Release me free me from my sins
So that I may see you again in the presents of the Son
Teach me to survive to stay alive on this ole world while I’m alive
United I stand in your mercies grace
Virtues flow, flowing from your love breast
Welcome I your ever-presents
X out, blot out my sins
You are my Father God, you’re my forgiving Lord
Zealot am I, I am gratefully forgiven


12/17/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

Pound of Flesh- -

~...A mutilated body comes down the hall victim of a crime. Someone pushing the gurnee down under the florescent lights erratically flickering beams. Exiting off the elevator wheeling downward still. Sheet covered body of a corpse yet still, not moving. White tiles white walls and floors.. Pinching squeaking wheels sounding off rounding down the linen covered body.. Two attendants preform a lift picking up the body placing it on the autopsy table.. Mortician weights and measures said body.. Body is said to be tagged a "Jane Doe".. The decease no one knows. From the crime scene to the mortuary no one knows her she's traveled and died alone. Even the technicians shed a tear they do "cry".~

just a pound of flesh
the dead woman named "Jane Doe"
the one no one knows?

5/1/19
For Pick A Title, Vol.4- Haibun Poetry Contest
Haibun poetry form only
Sponsored by;Edward Ibeh

Sinner Couples Repentive Praise--

SINNER COUPLES REPENTIVE PRAISE--


I when left, but your beauty went right;
You were created by God,
Yet you choose to preform in sin
In sin lit ways you've dost your light
You've forsaken Jesus Christ
Yet whom am I to judge you see
My light also dim, dimmer by some degree
I too need Jesus in my life
Come here lovely one
Let us unite
In prayer
In liberty
In agape love
Just you and me
To sinful sinners
Uniting for for God's mercies and His grace
Let us together allow Jesus
To soften our hearts, shall we now start
We're in remorse, but now on course
Help us Lord, Help us Lord
united in prayer
We now got liberty
In agape love
God has we made me (us)
us together we stand and divided we fall
Hearing that still small voice we received the call
Alleluia
thank you Jesus
Alleluia
Alleluia
Repented, sins forgotten
As far as the east is from the west is
We're renamed and remanded in the heart of the Savoir.
thank you Father, thank you God
for what you did, and what you've done
Alleluia
thank you Jesus
Alleluia
Alleluia

Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©

Spirit Out of Darkness Into Wondrous Light

I shall come out of the dark;
And as I walk my soul and heart talks; 
My mind and ears await the calling;
My legs preform stands straight upward to keep from falling;
Such an inpenning journey;
And as I walk my soul and heart talks;
What's the hurry;
My spirit-soul tells my being;
Hardly present as I stand on my feet;
Spirit leaves my body in one beat;
I shall come out of the dark;
Into the wondrous holy LIGHT;


written by James Edward Lee Sr.
10/31/18

Zombie Mimes - Holloween Horror

They're out there on the streets 
I can see them as I crack my blinds
They're passing by so silently
I'm to freaked to step outside

I know that if they catch me
They'll put me in an imaginary box
And keep me there til midday 
Where they'll have my brains for lunch

Or tie me up with an imaginary rope
To an imaginary tree
And force me to watch them preform a rendition of Thriller
Like a bad episode of Glee

Yes, those Zombie Mimes are freakzoides 
Long before they became the preforming dead
I've been uncomfortable in their presence
Could it be because of something they once said

Wait...now here they go
Pretending to walk against the wind
Will I ever be able to venture outside
Will this silent madness ever end

I don't know where they contracted the Zombie virus
Or even how this all went down
I only hope and pray it doesn't infect
Any of the Circus Clowns

Waddling Wafer In Striped Pjamas

A waddling wafer in striped pyjamas

A feathered goblin often chews a tail from a sweet scented twig but a pixie can eat over two hundred caramelised pebbles in one single bite and swallow. Swallows passing in the colourful air are simply at ease with gyrocopters which are heavily dominant in a sky. But dominance is neither a dominoe eating a dark dart, a fog covering a dog, a wide angled view of a elephant and neither is it a carton of orange juice playing on a carpet with a semi baked piece of straw. A single crater of cartons can cataclysmically preform aerodynamics in a wind tunnel but not in a breeze block. Breeze blocks are central to a knock knock knock and a knock knock knock on a clock clock clock is best played on a banjo by a dock. Tick tock will be jealous so leave it at the house to tock away the minutes and hours with a tap tap tap. Tabletop horse today then? Wow. It is often amazing to watch the galloping ones as they glide over the serviettes', plates, cups and cutlery. With no bridle or bridleways' upon the furniture gleam. See no bearded spoon today then? No. Good. Z botanically Z at 29 pieces of dried banana in a bowl laughing at the 11 grapes in long gowns. X

Timed

An untimely tortoise was tap tap tapping on a bright pink table cloth. But table cloths are neither clever clowns, cooing cows canoodling, and neither are they chorus clapping crabs in a line up displayed on a holographic pole.
Systematic signage shrink then? Yes. Well whoopee and how very very exciting too. IT is to be non existent if one constantly places a brain into a swamp or a mind's view into a piece of a log. Section then multiply the baking trays for they are often in disarray and become very annoyed and then refuse to preform even the simplest of boiling duties with a grin. A gruel grin. 
Strong is a ship sail and a ship's sail is a Sophocles in a cloud. Whirling.
And now all that is said it is time to dance around the kitchen.
Good.
X Y Z.

Tightrope

Walk on a tight rope
never look down
safety net security
reckless responsibility.

Never watching steps,
swaying side to side,
dropping to the floor,
Picked up, ready for more.

Practice makes perfect
practice as you preform
Practice without fear,
performance of the year.


Until the circumstances 
Change.

Dire-Verse Four, Dawn-

All essence is dust.
Faintly forming through sun rays, filtered by hidden vibrations.
Like vaporizing fog galloping the hills
Rolling wind whistles tunes of Pan

My ears are caught in a kaleidoscope.
Trying to melt all as one, surrendering to abundance.
And birds preform autopsies upon trees.
Peeling off bask, playing acrobat upon branch after branch.

Through an absence of sound
I am waiting for the first human echo
that wades this day awake

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